Chapter 168: A mere fatal injury, not fatal at all
The second floor of the hotel.
Around the second floor, the originally spacious and bright corridor now has only broken walls.
The air was filled with the smell of dust and blood, the collapsed ceiling was covered with traces of smoke, and traces of blood splatters could be seen everywhere.
Beside the collapsed walls and broken doors, several cold corpses stared with wide gray eyes.
Philomena came to the corridor with a sword in hand, and looked at the scene in front of her, with a fierce look in her eyes.
No matter who the attacker was or who was ambushing them, it was an indisputable fact that the Moonlight Church and his party suffered heavy casualties. If it was really the Windsor Ministry of Magic, she would definitely make the other party pay for this hatred with blood.
Ahead, the sound of fighting came.
The fighting was fierce and the screams continued.
Philomena tapped her toes on the ground, the sword blade swept through the air and spread the silver light, her figure flickering like a phantom.
At the end of the corner of the corridor, the Moonlight Church group was forced into the utility room. The human wall acted as a human shield, blocking the large tattered iron door.
The 'self' in the other world rushes like a mad dog, loses magic power, only looks at the essence of life, and is also a strong man per person. It is easy to tear down bricks and walls. At this time, the wall of the utility room has been demolished to pieces.
Seeing themselves with despair on the other side of the hole, the mad dogs became even more malicious and charged like they lost their minds.
Silvery white light streaked across the flowing clouds and water, and the sharp howling stopped abruptly. Heads fell to the ground one by one, and their hands and feet twitched.
The mirror shattered and these figures disappeared.
"High Priest!"
Seeing the female war goddess in their hearts appear, the remaining five people were overjoyed. Everyone was injured, and their smiles looked particularly sad.
Looking at the last five people, Philomena felt deeply guilty: "I'm sorry, I was late."
"High Priest, what kind of magic did those people do just now?"
"Our magic is sealed..."
"Everyone is dead..."
Philomena raised her hand to signal everyone to be quiet: "They are us from the other world. I just met myself and managed to get rid of their pursuit."
"Inside the world?!"
It was the first time that everyone heard that such a world existed in the world.
"Mirror space, a world opposed to the God's Chosen Continent, a world abandoned by the gods..."
Philomena briefly explained and frowned: "The reason why you can't use magic is because the enemy has set up a forbidden magic area. They won't stop there. You can't directly participate in the battle. Protecting yourself is the priority. I don't want to see it again." Someone is injured."
Everyone was very angry after hearing this. If you fight in an upright manner, you will die. There is nothing to say if your skills are not as good as others. It is too humiliating to die by such despicable means.
"High Priest, who is the enemy?" one person asked.
"It's not certain yet."
Philomena looked very sad. She had some guesses, but she couldn't talk nonsense without evidence.
"High Priest, the hotel has been placed under a forbidden magic field, and in the other world you mentioned, the enemy will encounter the same situation when they come in. How can they continue to attack?"
"It's not that simple. Since the enemy dares to do this, they must have their own methods."
Philomena sighed helplessly, thinking about what to do next.
She first thought of the Golden Mage on the fifth floor, who was also ambushed. It would be beneficial to both of them if they could join forces to fight against the enemy.
After all, the enemy's large array made it clear that they would not leave anyone alive, and there was reason for cooperation.
Furthermore, according to Philomena's opinion, the golden mage on the fifth floor should be from the Heavenly Father's Holy See. Luzerburg belongs to the Heavenly Father's Holy See's sphere of influence and can put pressure on the attackers.
Unknowingly, Philomena has identified the murderer as the Windsor Ministry of Magic.
It was outrageous. She couldn't figure out why the Ministry of Magic killed the people. What benefit did the evil Moonlight Church bring to Windsor? Could it be that members of the Church of Darkness and Death had entered the upper echelons of the Ministry of Magic in Windsor?
Another point is that Philomena is curious about the identity of the golden mage on the fifth floor. Shengyan has seen it with his own eyes. It is extremely pure and cannot be mistaken. But if it is a mirror space, what about the death faith that fights against it?
Philomena had no clue and didn't want to wait for the enemy to come to the door. She opened the suitcase and looked at the few items inside.
Book of Moon Shadow!
Manuscripts of the Forgotten!
The flesh and blood of the starry sky beast!
The Ring of Fire Element!
And a bottle of sealed dragon blood.
These five treasures are from the collection of the Moonlight Church. The senior officials of the Ministry of Magic in Windsor asked for them. Five people asked for five things each.
Among them, the most precious one is undoubtedly the Book of Moon Shadow, which involves the Moonlight Church’s belief in magic. Even if it is repeatedly deleted, the recorded content is still precious.
In order to better develop in Windsor, the Moonlight Church Headquarters made a decision that went against their ancestors and reluctantly took out the secrets that were not passed on, deleting and deleting them for trading.
In comparison, several other items are valuable, but because they have nothing to do with faith, their value is greatly reduced.
Such as dragon blood!
There are no giant dragons in the God's Chosen Continent, and there is no dragon blood circulating in the market. Only a few churches have reserves. The source cannot be studied. I only know that it was many years ago.
Philomena looked over one by one, staying for a long time on the flesh and blood of the starry sky beast and the dragon's blood. She thought for a long time and held the sealed bottle containing the flesh and blood of the starry sky beast in her hand.
"High Priest, what are you doing?"
A silver mage noticed Philomena's choice and took the initiative: "If it is used in that way, why not let me do it. As your subordinate, I am more suitable to bear this responsibility than you."
Philomena rejected it and said simply: "I am a golden mage. Even if I cannot use magic power, my thinking can suppress erosion. I will not be affected if I use it for a long time."
"What happens after that?"
Silver Master smiled bitterly: "How do you take out the flesh and blood? If your life goes on the wrong evolutionary path, it will be difficult to correct it in the future."
"I have my own way!"
Philomena replied confidently, now is not the time to think so much, she must survive first, only then can she be qualified to be picky.
She took the team members out of the church headquarters. Losing most of them was a serious dereliction of duty. The remaining people must survive. This is her responsibility and persistence as a leader.
The group rested on the spot for a moment, protected the suitcases in the middle, and followed Philomena into the fifth floor of the hotel.
To be precise, there is no longer a fifth floor. The air of death has eroded and wiped out the space where the fifth floor was.
This is just the edge area. There is nothing left in the central battle area. Looking down from a high place, three of the five-story hotels with folded mirrors have collapsed, and the darkness below looks like a cliff.
Unable to find a partner, Philomena was worried and prayed that the other side would make peace and join forces to fight against the unknown enemy.
boom!
A loud noise came from the side and rear, the outer wall and windows of the hotel were broken, and more than ten men in black robes slowly walked over.
Philomena looked intently. The four leaders were wearing white masks and could not see their true faces.
The mask is said to be some kind of magic prop, and it has a relationship with the barrier, ensuring that the four people can move freely in the mirror projection without being affected by the other world.
The remaining eight men in black robes had no masks and were described as cold as professional soldiers, each holding a submachine gun.
He was well prepared and clearly knew about the existence of the Forbidden Demon Realm early on.
After seeing these people clearly, Philomena waved her hand to retreat to the corner and said coldly: "The Ministry of Magic in Windsor, right?"
Chester sneered and said: "You can think so, or you can think that we are Frank's black magicians. It doesn't matter what we are, you will all die today."
"What if I destroy the trading items?" Philomena showed no sign of weakness.
"I don't know what trading items are. Our mission is to kill you all and never let the Moonlight Church enter Windsor." Chester said ambiguous words, determined not to give the other party a chance to make false statements.
Considering that too much words would lead to mistakes, he waved his hands, and eight soldiers stepped forward, formed a formation, and pulled the trigger to start suppressing fire. Da da da da————
In the narrow corridor, the submachine gun is the absolute king. With just one shot, it can dominate the entire scene and declare that all living beings are equal.
Because of the Forbidden Demon Realm, Philomena was unable to open the Life Barrier and had to retreat to the corner in the face of powerful firepower.
The eight soldiers are well-trained and keep the array moving forward. One fires and the others follow up. No bullet is wasted to complete the suppression.
Seeing this, Philomena had no choice but to think of another way and signaled to the five team members to cover the suitcase and leave. If necessary, it could be destroyed directly.
She is in charge of the rear.
The five of them knew that if they stayed, they would be a burden. They prayed that the high priest was safe, took their suitcases, and evacuated towards the stairs.
The soldiers came to the end of the corridor with guns and glanced at where Philomena was hiding, but saw nothing.
At this moment, the wall beside them exploded, and the silver-white sword light cut through the air waves with flowing clouds and flowing water.
Philomena overturned the wall, leaving numerous afterimages of her phantom figure. The long sword in her hand swiped across the necks of eight soldiers, passing them almost in the blink of an eye.
Without stopping, she ran quickly towards the end of the corridor.
Behind them, eight soldiers had their necks cracked, no blood flowed out, white flesh foam squirmed, and the wounds closed in an instant.
Four dark gun muzzles were pointed at Philomena, and bullets fell like a hail of bullets, covering Philomena's back and passing straight through.
Afterimage!
Behind the corner, Philomena changed her arm to hold the sword, and her right hand was hanging at her side. Her eyes were even colder: "Alchemy into formations, magic to transform life forms, it is indeed the Ministry of Magic in Windsor..."
She looked at her bleeding arm, and without thinking, she crushed the sealed bottle containing the flesh and blood of the starry sky beast, and used the flesh and blood to block the gunshot wound.
Only magic can fight against magic. If the other side transforms life and interferes with evolution regardless of the consequences, then she will change too!
"Follow me. Her body is very important. I want to confirm it myself."
Chester gave an order and changed lanes to chase the suitcase alone, leaving his three colleagues to direct the soldiers.
He was also a Golden Mage, and he had heard of Philomena's reputation as a crazy woman who seemed dignified and elegant, but could do anything when pressed.
Just in case, the Silver Mage over there is easier to bully.
After Chester left, the three masked men commanded the soldiers to hunt down Philomena. They kept saying obscene words in their mouths, trying to arouse her anger and make Philomena lose her mind and choose to fight head-on.
The sound of gunfire pointed the way, attracting a sneaky figure.
｜д)!!
Wayne looked over and saw three black-robed buttocks with their backs to him, fifteen meters away. In a sneak attack, he could complete three kills.
Mona held her breath and followed Wayne. When he poked his head, she also saw a butt facing her sideways.
Want to pinch!
"Stand here and don't move. I'll come as I go. Don't reveal that you can use magic without my order."
Wayne thought through the sound transmission and carefully touched the three figures in black robes. The situation in the scene was clear, and even a blind man could see that the group in black robes were the villains.
He established a mirror barrier and a forbidden magic area, ignored the ordinary people in the hotel, and carried out inhumane massacres.
And everyone has a submachine gun!
Wayne sneaked ten meters, charged with a short stature and accelerated his pace suddenly. The whistling wind reached the ears of the three men in black robes. Without thinking much, he turned around and pulled the trigger.
Uh-huh!
The afterimage passed by quickly. Wayne crossed his hands in front of him. In the position of his arms, the two long knives squirmed, turned into gray flesh, and returned to their original arm shape.
Three heads soared into the sky, and the headless corpse did not fall down for a moment, holding the trigger and waving its arms and legs in place.
The bullets were fired aimlessly, some hit the wall, and some penetrated Wayne's chest and head. Foam squirmed on his face, squeezing the bullets out of his body.
A mere fatal injury, not fatal at all!
After killing three magicians of unknown strength in an instant, Wayne discovered that they were also under the suppression of the Forbidden Demon Realm. He called Mona to come forward, took away the submachine gun and replaced it with the magazine in front of the owner.
His fists were so big that the owner didn't dare to say anything when he was robbed. He could only watch helplessly as he finished changing the magazine.
"Will it work?"
Wayne put a submachine gun into Mona's hand. When the latter nodded, he said, "If you know how to use it, don't use it. Hold it for me. When I run out of bullets, give me the gun."
Wayne held guns in both hands, a submachine gun in his left hand, and a submachine gun in his right hand. He felt that there was nothing to be afraid of.
He asked Mona to continue to move aside and came to the corner with two submachine guns.
To his surprise, gunshots rang out loudly from behind. The unlucky guy who was attacked by a sneak attack was so angry that his blood rushed to the ceiling. The eight soldiers still ignored them and only focused on chasing their prey.
"Then I can only accept it."
Wayne held the gun with both hands and pulled the trigger at eight figures from behind. Flames spewed out rapidly. There was no need to aim in the narrow corridor. A slight shake of the muzzle was followed by a dense network of firepower like raindrops.
Chi chi chi————
Eight soldiers were attacked from behind and staggered down one by one.
Wayne emptied the magazine, threw away the submachine gun in his hand, and was about to comfort the victim and see what treasures he had on him, when he suddenly realized something was wrong.
The smell is wrong!
There is no smell of blood.
Under Wayne's surprised gaze, the eight soldiers slowly climbed up from the ground. Their hands and feet were stiff and their eyes were dull, resembling immortal zombies.
But they are more advanced than zombies and cannot die even if their heads are shot.
Wayne couldn't help but gasp when he saw foam crawling around the neck of one of the soldiers, and the bullet-heavy wound healing itself.
"It's so evil!"
He has a double standard. He can do evil things himself, but he can never do other people's evil ways.
What's more, there are so many evil sects at one time.
The eight soldiers stood up and stood still as if waiting for orders. They did not fire directly at Wayne. When the latter saw this, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Listen to my order and all commit suicide."
The effect was outstanding, and the soldiers looked at him one after another and pulled the trigger without thinking.
Wrong command, kill!
Wayne shrugged and stood there, looking innocent as the bullet penetrated his body.
Realizing that this monster could not be killed with hot weapons, the eight soldiers decisively abandoned their guns, pulled out military daggers from their waists, and formed a siege formation in pairs.
boom!
The afterimage flashed, a soldier’s chest was dented, and he hit the end of the corridor like a cannonball.
The person was in mid-air, with a lot of foam coming out of his mouth, nose, ears and eyes.
Wayne clearly heard the sound of fractures, spines but soft bodies, defining the eight soldiers as magical beings.
He has seen and created similar beings. In terms of appearance alone, the eight highly anthropomorphic creatures in front of him do not have the uncanny valley effect.
Wayne kicked the nearest soldier away. His speed, strength and other attributes were absolutely overwhelming. He was so thick-skinned that he ignored sharp weapons. He rushed into the formation and punched the nearest soldier, causing a cloud of white foam to fly. He effortlessly beat eight soldiers into inhuman shapes. .
The foam squirmed, and the eight soldiers stood up at the same time. Their muscles swelled, their bodies rose to two meters, a tail grew out of their backs, fine scales covered their bodies, and their hands turned into sharp claws.
Wayne was horrified. He had seen this scene before, such as Dragon Heart Island and Landau Manor.
"Wholesale..."
"Dragon blood?!"
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